Anti-Hero Lola [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

"I've already checked the map. There are no decent commercial streets and department stores in Queens, so we're going to Manhattan first, and we can visit the Stark Group building by the way."

Lola took her boy with her right hand and Wanda with her left, talking about the itinerary as she walked, "The fastest and most convenient way to get from Queens to Manhattan is to drive, so I ordered a car to pick us up ——the one in front!”

Wanda stopped in her tracks, and Laura also stopped quickly, and even grabbed the boy who continued to move forward due to inertia.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"Although I don't have common sense in life, I still know a luxury car at this price." Wanda stared at the big red luxury car parked in front of them, "How did you contact the car?"

"I called my middleman," Laura said.

"Middleman?" Wanda thought for a while, "You mean the introducer you are a mercenary?"

"That's right." Laura nodded. She tiptoed excitedly, staring intently at the big red Maserati parked not far away. "I didn't expect him to arrange such a handsome car!"

"Him?" said Wanda. "The suitor?"

She subconsciously glanced at the other person who was wearing black sunglasses and said nothing from beginning to end: "Speaking of which, you haven't introduced your boyfriend to me yet, Laura."

"Boyfriend? I don't have a boyfriend." Laura replied without thinking.

Then she followed Wanda's line of sight to look at her boy, showing an expression of sudden realization: "He is not my boyfriend! He is—he is my boy."

As she spoke, she hugged her boy again, and carefully adjusted his sunglasses.

Wanda: "..."

She gave up looking at the difference between "boyfriend" and "your boy."

"What do I call him?" she asked Lola. "What's his name?"

his name.

Hmm - this one.

Names are a thing of the past.

And he's just her boy now.

So Laura paused for a very short time, and told Wanda: "You don't need to address him, he won't talk to you."

Wanda's expression was very confused, and Laura explained a little more clearly: "He's sick."

No matter how curious and hesitant Wanda's expression was, Laura refused to say any more.

She led the two of them to the front of the sports car. The driver was sitting idly in the driver's seat in a daze. When he saw Laura, he quickly jumped out of the car and opened the door for Laura, with a flattering smile on his face:

"boss!"

Laura paused for a moment.

She looked at the other person's head delicately: "Where's your instant noodle head?"

"This... I don't know what you mean, so I just cut it off." Instant Noodles smiled dryly and touched his head, no, he shouldn't be called Instant Noodles anymore, he has become an inch board now head, "If you like my hair before..."

"No, no, you're fine now." Laura looked at the other party.

In fact, the hairstyle before instant noodle hair is still very good-looking, but the coquettish little curls are not a hairstyle that ordinary people can hold up.

Without sculptural faces, high nose bridges, and David-like sensual, sexy lips, challenging such a difficult mode can only vividly show every tiny flaw on the face.

After cutting into an inch board head, this guy looks much more pleasing to the eye, at least not as hot-eyed as before.

He was not handsome or ugly, he was just very young. Seeing Laura looking at him, his smile became brighter, with a bit of obscene flattery.

"What's your name?" Laura got into the car with her friends.

"Fitch Hasson, boss!"

"Go to the most luxurious commercial street in Manhattan, Hasson."

"Good boss!"

Hasson stepped on the gas pedal.

"Slow down, idiot!"

"Good boss!"

Hassen let go of the accelerator a little and started driving obediently.

He is full of confidence at the moment, because he firmly believes that he has found the best boss he can ever find in his life.

Among other things, the fact that the boss was able to get him out of the dark alleys of Gotham City with great powers, and bought him a full set of brand new identity documents was enough for him to be desperate.

He hadn't had a good time in Gotham.

If Wanda were to describe what happened all day today——

"A shopping spree," she said to her brother, with an expression of excitement or fear that she didn't know.

"You don't know how energetic Laura is: she can go from morning to night, and every time she walks into a new store, she can find out the clothes and accessories that best suit your figure, and then another set and another set. Show you a set, and each set is more beautiful than the previous one." She squeezed Pietro's hand tightly, "And whenever you want to quit, she has a thousand reasons Convincing you to keep going - I've never met anyone who is better at persuading people!"

"Can't even compare to the professor?" Pietro asked tentatively, "Calm down, calm down, Wanda, I know you're excited, but you're a little too excited... Besides, if you really like her so much, You should take her to the school to see."

"She doesn't want to come." Wanda said, her excitement calmed down a bit, and she finally remembered that she should ask about her brother.

She had so many questions, so many worries, and when she was alone in the lab, she thought of her only blood relative almost all the time, and she prayed in her heart every day to see the face of her brother, whom she believed in Missing her just as much as she did—they had never been apart that long.

And in this indifferent world, each of them is all they can have.

Wanda opened her mouth. She raised her hand and stroked her brother's face. Pietro looked at her and hugged her sister's shoulder comfortingly:

"Okay, Wanda, anyway, it's good that you're back..."

Wanda sighed for a long time, feeling relieved.

"I..." she whispered, "My problem is solved, Pietro, you know my 'emotional problems'... Now this problem is solved, and I have not lost my Chaos magic."

"Really!" Pietro beamed with joy, he believed what his sister said without hesitation, and didn't even ask a question, "Finally, there is really good news!"

Wanda hesitated for a while, but in the end she didn't tell the whole truth.

She just told Pietro: "When you are on vacation, maybe I can take you to meet Laura."

"You seem to like her very much, you don't know how many times you've told me about her since you met me, Lola, Lola, Lola, and now I'm really starting to wonder about her," Pietro said, "She's nice? "

"This..." Wanda recalled what happened after she met Laura.

——Those enemies killed by Lola mercilessly, Lola took her to fly through the night sky.

——Laura's statement about "my dad or my mom" sounds really creepy to the ears of insiders.

—sun-warmed quilts, spaghetti with tomato mincemeat, "her boys."

—and Laura's little look on her face as she coaxed herself to keep trying clothes on, viciously but sweetly.

"She...she smiles very big when coaxing people." Wanda said, "You can see two small canine teeth."

Pietro: "Hmmmmm?"

He looked at his sister's weird expression, thought about it, and finally decided not to continue asking.

Whoever that Ro Ra is, they will meet someday.

But now, of course, the most important thing is to quickly put a lot of clothes, pants, skirts and all kinds of shoes that my sister brought over into her room.

As for Laura, after telling Hasen to take the things she bought for Wanda to take Wanda to where she wanted to go, she called the people from the department store and asked them to deliver the things she bought to her home.

The faces of those people when they heard that she lived in Queens were really funny.

Laura dragged her boy along the street contentedly—now is the time when the most pedestrians and cars are on the street.

And Laura thought it was fun to walk up and down in the crowd.

It was even more fun walking with her boys through the traffic of people and traffic.

She looked around as she walked, and remembered whispering to her boy all kinds of things that came to her mind.

For example, when she took him to the bottom of the Stark Group and saw the huge "Stark" logo, Laura couldn't help but say to her boy:

"If one day I plan to change my career to be a thief, the first thing I want to steal is this 'Stark' logo-this thing is big and eye-catching. I heard that the security of the Stark Group is also very strong. If I can steal it , will definitely be famous in the world.”

"It's just that it's not easy to sell stolen goods - do you think anyone will be willing to pay for this thing? This sign is really too big, even if I want to keep it as a souvenir, I have no place to throw it away."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard muffled laughter in the distance.

"What are you laughing at, Peter?" a woman asked.

Her voice was sweet and hoarse.

"Oh, oh, um, no, it's nothing, I just suddenly want to laugh..." A familiar voice said, and he could hear him still holding back his laughter, "Leave me alone, uh, what should I call you, ma'am?"

"Just Natasha," the woman replied. "I'm not old enough to be your aunt. What are you laughing at, Steve? I bet you're laughing for the same reason."

"It's nothing, Natasha, really." Another male voice said, it seemed to be the voice of the man named Steve, he sounded mature and sincere, "I just heard a little girl joking."

"Must be a good joke," said the woman.

Peter is playing with his friends.

Who are his friends?Avengers, right?A group of famous superheroes.

Her parents may be members of the Avengers.Maybe not, but given the great reputation of many Avengers members, it is more likely to be yes.

"I'm not joking." Laura said unhappy, she squeezed her boy's hand, "You don't think I'm joking, do you?"

Her boy looked at her, listening in silence, without saying a word.

"You know, you're the cutest when you just look at me without saying a word." Laura said sweetly.

She stood on tiptoe and kissed his side cheek.

Then she shook her head again: "But you're the cutest when you're the most boring to me, my boy."

She ignored the few people who were joking not far away, and took her boy away.

Moving to New York doesn't mean Lola plans to cut ties with the friends she made in Gotham.

Or rather the opposite, it was the desire to have a more distant connection with the friends she made in Gotham, for their precious friendship, that made her decide to move out of Gotham so early.

She picks a time to call Bruce when he must be up.

"Hey, Laura," Bruce said, sounding nonchalant and slightly cheerful, "Looks like you haven't called me in a while. Are you finally busy?"

"Not yet." Laura said, "Didn't you ask why I went to Gotham last time?"

"You said you suspected that your parents were from Gotham, so you came to find your parents. I would be happy to help, but you refused. I am still willing to help, little princess," Bruce softened his voice, "You change Got an idea?"